Greg watched as Merwyn loaded himself down with various packages. "You need some help," he announced. It really wasn't a question, and he didn't wait for permission before taking the awkwardly-balanced hot chocolate and the chocolate cauldrons from the top of the pile. He'd always been taught it was rude to use magic on goods that weren't yet paid for, even if it would have been easier.
"Merwyn," he repeated. It was no more unusual a name than Draco or Blaise to him and he nodded. "The toffees make up for it," he said. "Just hot chocolate?" Greg liked hot chocolate - it was by far his hot drink of choice, since he didn't much like tea or coffee - but it still wasn't categorised as a sweet in his mind.